Broken

Taken down by the wind
now the the mighty pine
nourishes the river bank and bottom.
So goes the cycle of life.

Stump

The stump of an oak grows a miniature forest,
a mountain with moss trees for insects to scale.

Witch’s Hat

Witches pick their hats from the ground
in preparation for their ride on branch and pine needle brooms
across the Halloween moon.

Water Fall

A slide of green velvet moss,
a plush pile carpet of leaves,
water carbonated with laughter –
this is the spot where the fairies play.

Cone Flowers

Gone are the purple petal skirts and crowns of gold
but your beauty and grace remain
and will be scattered by the wind.

Flame

The fireworks of fall
celebrate color
in all of its intensity and delicacy.

Survivor

The flood waters ate away your soil,
but still you remain, standing tall;
your root ball defying gravity.

Cold Front

Between the cold front
and the warmth of the tail end of summer
is the blue sky of memory making.

October Morning

Color moves across the mountains
in a dazzling display of transitions
before the stark beauty of winter descends.

Indian Summer

When an October morning is gentle enough for bare feet
and the dew is but a cool kiss…these are gifts of Indian Summer.

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